Wounded Hearts
I tried to paint my world black and white
But time has only blurred all the lines
We're all just flesh and blood, skin and bones
But I failed to see that I had blinders on
Cause it's easy to turn and look the other way
But it's hard to try to put yourself
In another man's place
So, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Somewhere fought holes without a home
Cause everybody knows what it's like to be alone
Holding' it together with your belly hanging on
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
It may seem hard to know where to begin
I found that it's best to start by listening
Cause when you think that you figured it out
Is likely when I feel come crashing bout
Cause, it's easy to turn and look the other way
Until the people you've been running from
Standing in your face
Somebody tell me, where do the wounded hearts belong
Somewhere fought holes without a home
Cause everybody knows what it's like to be alone
Holding' it together with your belly hanging on
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
I know I'll never be a superman but,
Even the simple man can understand what it means
To have a helping' hand...
So, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Somewhere fought holes without a home
Cause everybody knows what it's like to be alone
Holding' it together with your belly hanging on
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
But time has only blurred all the lines
We're all just flesh and blood, skin and bones
But I failed to see that I had blinders on
Cause it's easy to turn and look the other way
But it's hard to try to put yourself
In another man's place
So, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Somewhere fought holes without a home
Cause everybody knows what it's like to be alone
Holding' it together with your belly hanging on
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
It may seem hard to know where to begin
I found that it's best to start by listening
Cause when you think that you figured it out
Is likely when I feel come crashing bout
Cause, it's easy to turn and look the other way
Until the people you've been running from
Standing in your face
Somebody tell me, where do the wounded hearts belong
Somewhere fought holes without a home
Cause everybody knows what it's like to be alone
Holding' it together with your belly hanging on
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
I know I'll never be a superman but,
Even the simple man can understand what it means
To have a helping' hand...
So, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Somewhere fought holes without a home
Cause everybody knows what it's like to be alone
Holding' it together with your belly hanging on
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Credits
Writer(s): Marc William Broussard
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